Life is fighting. Not fighting “against”, but “fighting for”. For your rights, your health, your wellness, yourself and your loved ones…once you’ve accepted to be a warrior, you feel you’re strong enough to live.
Better to get burned once in a while than to be eternally distrustful.
She may be right. I think I shouldn’t blame myself either for loving people at once without being careful. It means that I’m open hearted, and it’s not a flaw. Oh, I do think I’ll end up being more careful, but I don’t think I will be utterly cynical. Nice people do exist. She is the living proof of it.
It’s good to have (safe) passions. Passions usually never hurt or disappoint you, contrary to people. I love reading, writing, drawing, good films and shows, alternative clothing and culture…and none of these has ever done any harm to me. Some people I loved have.
5 days ago I went to a tattoo shop. I booked an appointement and had to give a deposit (30 euros – $40). I had drawn the tattoo I wanted (you guess what? A blue lantern, of course). I was excited but scared at the same time. The appointement was on August 1st at 2:30 pm. I was sick (kind of TMI) for 2 days because of this decision and the nigt before d day I had insomnia. I realized that my parents would be shell-shocked if I had a tattoo done. And I realized it is a life-long committment. So I cancelled. It’s a pity I lost my 30 euros, but I can’t do it. No I can’t.
But I still want it..